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elizabethbailey. ” She laughed. Of course there were goats. Already she had sent him twenty pounds, and never written to explain to him why it was she had not sent it back sharply directly he returned it. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. Amongst other things, he had just brought down an old laced bavaroy, a species of surtout much worn at the period. ‘Why do you think I want a man ready to run to me with every move she makes?’ countered Gerald. His mirth, however, received an unpleasant check; for Abraham, greatly incensed by his previous conduct, caught him by the legs, and pushed him with such violence into the hole that the point of the spike, which he had placed in his pocket, found its way through his clothes to the flesh, inflicting a slight, but painful wound.
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